midnight fights and

Kageyama chases Hinata into the convenience store when he sees the other’s bundled-up figure beside the vending machines.“Boke,” he rebukes, Hinata’s nose the same reddish shade like the clown he is. The warmth from the heater by the counter raises involuntary goosebumps on his skin, the temperature difference palpable. What an idiot. “You’ll fall sick.”“Won’t,” Hinata shakes his head, eyes shining stubbornly in delight. “I was faster than you. I win.” or; five times Kageyama and Hinata find themselves in a convenience store across the years, and one other time.